Re: Lakeside to the Danger Zone ((Attn: Marsali, Rosk))


So, arriving at the lake a bit early, Marsali began to look for Rosk and his blue, remembering the blond-haired rider from the times she'd seen him and briefly interacted with him at the beastcrafter's area. 

Rosk had seen the girl, Marsali, maybe dozens of times. He liked to spend his free time helping out at the kennels when he could, and being near the beastcrafters, he often crossed paths with the Candidates who helped there, even the ones who helped at the stables. Like Marsali.

And he had never gotten up the courage to do more than smile, wave, or say hello. Fephumith had not exactly suggested that he ask for her to be assigned to help wash him. But he had been telling himself a story lately about a runner-riding, fair-haired maiden, and eventually, his story took a turn to that maiden giving him a bath.

Rosk felt a little guilty for having asked. Like he was pushing the boundaries of abusing his position. But when he saw Marsali looking for him at the lake, he smiled, and his guilt melted away. She was so beautiful.

"Hello," he greeted her with a wave. He, too, wore his swimsuit. Fephumith lifted a paw and wiggled his claws at her.

((Hum bum bumpadum...)) he mused to her as a greeting.

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